Saturday morning arrived way too early as far as Rhychard was concerned. He rolled over onto his side and tried to focus on the digital clock sitting on the television tray he used as a nightstand. 12:07. All right, he thought as he flopped back onto his back, noon came way too early.
He opened and shut his eyes a few times, chasing away sleep as he coaxed his body into a sitting position. From the foot of his bed, he heard the familiar mixture of air popping and jingling bells. “Rhychard, come quick!" Tryna vanished as soon as she finished speaking.
Rhychard stared at the vacant spot, wondering if she would return and tell him where “here" was.
:Warrior, to the park with haste!: Kree's voice sounded strained. :Gargoyles attack!:
Rhychard hurled himself out of the twin bed and shoved h
